At this time, Wei Qing was a little immature, and his ability to lead troops in battle was naturally far inferior to that of Li Yunze.
At this young age, only the man named Huo could achieve such feats in history books.
The reason why Li Yunze didn't personally lead the troops into the battle was not that he couldn't win, but that he couldn't do everything personally now that he was the emperor.
The world is so big and there are so many things, he can't do it all by himself, and he is not a quantum computer.
Therefore, we must give our subordinates a chance to get ahead and get things done.
After sending Wei Qing away, Li Yunze returned to Weiyang Palace and planned to rest for a while. As soon as he entered the palace, he saw Wei Zifu waiting for him.
Wei Zifu, who is said to have the strongest dowry in history, is just a hair-length girl at this time.
Seeing Li Yunze coming over, he saluted slightly panicked.
Wei Zifu had been carefully raised since he was a child. Compared with Wei Qing, who was herding sheep, he had hardly suffered any hardship.
The idea of Pingyang Marquis Cao Shou and Princess Pingyang was very simple. Such an outstanding slave must be trained well and treated as a rare commodity to live in as a gift.
In this era, this is a normal thing, just like those families in the Jia Mansion in the Dream of Red Mansions world, where the fate of life and death is controlled by the family head.
If those time-traveling girls who shouted about "two people for life" reached this era, their temperament would basically not last more than three episodes.
"Get up." Li Yunze stepped forward and pulled Wei Zifu up. "No need to be polite."
She took Wei Zifu's little hand and walked into the palace to eat together.
Such scumbag tactics as verbally caring words and asking questions while eating are all easy for an experienced driver to do.
Wei Zifu had never seen such methods before, and he already had a smile on his face in just a few words.
According to the process, after eating, I would go shopping and watch a movie and end up drinking and coughing. The current environment is obviously inappropriate.
"How about I take you to Shanglin Garden?"
Naturally, Wei Zifu would not refuse, "I will obey His Majesty's orders in everything."
She originally thought she was going in a carriage, but she never thought that Li Yunze simply got on the horse, leaned over Wei Zifu's exclamation, and hugged him.
Li Yunze rode forward and headed straight for the palace gate.
Ju Meng led hundreds of palace guards, accompanying him in a mighty manner.
Different from the Loess Plateau that later generations are accustomed to think of, Guanzhong at this time was covered with green trees and clear water. The natural ecology is incredible.
Shanglin Garden is such a royal garden with perfect ecological features.
Although it is said to be a garden, the area of Shanglin Garden is actually very large, estimated to be hundreds of square kilometers.
Moreover, the place is not fenced and the entrance fee is collected. People around it can come and go at will, and many people even live and work in it.
Li Yunze is not interested in building magnificent palaces, so there are only some palace and garden buildings left over from the Qin Shihuang era in Shanglin Garden, which can be used after the Shaofu maintains them.
He was not very interested in hunting in Shanglin Garden. He had killed a tiger with his bare hands before, so hunting was meaningless.
For Li Yunze, the biggest role of Shanglin Garden at this time is that it is used as a pasture for breeding horses.
Fighting against the Huns requires cavalry, and the most important thing in training cavalry is to have good horses.
Sergeants can be recruited and trained, equipment can be built, and materials can be stored, but the best war horses can only be bred and bred.
He galloped his horse all the way to a pastoral prison, reined in his horse and advanced slowly to the fence.
Wei Zifu in his arms was short of breath because he was frightened and running around. His pretty face was flushed and he was very beautiful. Unfortunately, Li Yunze didn't even look at her. Instead, he looked over the fence at the hundreds of acres of pasture in front of him. Those who were running, Or horses eating feed.
The pastoral supervisor arranged by the young master came here panting and came to greet him.
Li Yunze waved his hand and asked, "How many horses are there in this pasture?"
"Your Majesty, there are sixty-three foals, fifty-nine mares, and one stallion here."
Usually, a horse needs at least ten acres of grassland to feed it, but the Shaofu's various pastures in Shanglin Garden adopt the type of breeding and direct feeding of feed.
That’s why we can support more than a hundred horses in just a few hundred acres of pasture.
There are hundreds of ranches of this size in the entire Shanglin Garden.
Li Yunze nodded with satisfaction and glanced across the horses, finally landing on the ill-tempered stallion who bit the mare when he saw it approaching.
In history, Emperor Wu did not hesitate to launch wars to seize bloody horses in order to get good horses.
But Li Yunze knew that there were actually good horses in the Han Dynasty.
After all, the horses of this era have not degenerated to an unbearable level as if they had been castrated for thousands of years.
The most important thing is to write a family tree for the horse and record the genetic inheritance in detail.
In the animal world, genetic inheritance is very important.
The offspring of outstanding horses are naturally more likely to be equally outstanding than ordinary horses.
Therefore, stallions are carefully searched for from all over the country and placed in pastures everywhere, specifically to pass on excellent genes.
Looking at the irritable stallion, Li Yunze laughed and said, "It seems that there has been too much messing around, and it can't stand it anymore."
Then he asked the shepherd supervisor, "Isn't one male horse paired with fifty or sixty mares too much?"
Normally, a male horse matched with twenty or thirty mares would be the limit, but here it would be doubled, which would be too much pressure.
"His Majesty."
The pastoral supervisor responded quickly, "The main reason is that there are too few qualified stallions, and the Shaofu and the army are pressing hard, and there is nothing I can do."
Li Yunze can understand this.
After all, as early as the Spring and Autumn Period, the horses in China began to be castrated artificially, resulting in the continuous degradation of horse breeds, and the number of strong male horses naturally decreased.
As for why horses need to be castrated, it is because during a war, if the male horse is not castrated, it is likely to be attracted to the opposite mare and go crazy, leading to accidents in the war.
But the price of this kind of castration is the degradation of the horse breed.
After all, the more outstanding the horse, the easier it is to be used as a war horse. Once it becomes a war horse, it will be castrated. Over time, excellent horses will be unable to leave offspring and will naturally degenerate.
Li Yunze nodded and agreed with this statement, "Then add more essence to it."
After saying that, Li Yunze pulled the reins of the horse and said, "Go to the stables and have a look."
The group of people rode their horses straight to the stables. The smell here was pungent and unpleasant, making Wei Zifu in his arms cover his nose involuntarily.
Li Yunze smiled and didn't care, got off his horse and walked into the stable, and began to carefully check the environment and feed.
Ordinary feed is naturally fodder. In fact, fodder is also a kind of tax in Dahan. The people have to turn in a certain amount of fodder as tax every year.
However, since they are raised, it is definitely not possible to rely solely on forage, so the real staple food is still mainly beans.
Li Yunze encouraged planting a large number of soybeans whose origin is in China, and rotating them with alfalfa.
Not only can it fertilize the fields, but it can also press oil after harvesting to provide the people with precious oil. The bean dregs can then be mixed with salt, corn, wheat husks, etc. to make feed for large livestock.
There is no doubt that the cost is very, very high, but with Li Yunze's insistence, he still firmly implements it.
After checking the feed, he took the account book handed over by the pastoral supervisor to check that the warehouse was still alive.
After all, whether it is bean dregs, salt, or corn and wheat husks, they are all high-quality products that can be sold for money.
Last month alone, there were more than ten cases of withholding farm feed reported in Zhangtang Newspaper.
"It seems that Zhang Tang's knife worked."
After the inspection, it was determined that there was no evidence of greedy horse feed in this pasture, and Li Yunze also showed a happy smile.
After all, Zhang Tang was personally in charge before, killing people in various ranches and spreading rumors to various ranches, which indeed had a deterrent effect.
Even the horses' feed is greedy. These people really don't regret dying.
Li Yunze then checked on the horse's condition.
His push to record bloodlines and select them has only been going on for a year or two, and the foals haven't grown up yet.
However, some clues can already be seen about some outstanding seedlings.
Among other things, foals whose shoulder height is significantly higher than that of their companions can be selected and sent to newly built racecourses in Guanzhong and even in Guandong to carry on the family lineage when they reach the age of five or more in two or three years.
As time goes by, with the optimization of horse breeds from generation to generation, the quality of Han's war horses will continue to improve, and there will no longer be the situation in history where they continued to degrade until they were comparable to donkeys.
"The records of bloodline inheritance must be well done."
Before leaving the ranch, Li Yunze told the pastoral supervisor, "The descendant of each foal must be recorded clearly."
The shepherd's emissary did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly saluted and said, "Here."
For Li Yunze, Ma Zheng is a very important thing.
His eyes were not just staring at the Huns.
His goal was to hollow out the Western Region, go deep into the two rivers, break through the Yueshi, enter Parthia, pass through Seleucus, and reach the west coast.
To achieve this goal, it is not enough to simply rely on the Han infantry, which is mainly on foot. If they walk from Chang'an City to the west coast, it is estimated that it will take two or three years.
And along the way, whether it was the Huns, Wusun, Yuezhi, Parthia or Seleucid, most of them were strong forces based on cavalry.
Only large-scale cavalry can be a powerful force sweeping the westward route.
"Pity."
On the way to the next pasture, Li Yunze secretly regretted in his heart, "If only two hundred years earlier, in Wu Qi's era, he could have fought with Alexander, it would have stopped the nonsense of those bastards in later generations. What about the Macedonian Army? Maybe it’s Qin’s Tiger Ben
opponent! "
Li Yunze, who was in a good mood, took Wei Zifu around to check out several pastures.
When it was getting late, he rode his horse to a nearby palace to rest.
When passing by the village, one of the accompanying palace guards accidentally rode his horse into the fields and trampled the young crops in the fields, which immediately provoked scoldings from the old farmers who were tending the crops.
If this happened during the Braid Dynasty, they would definitely kill the old farmer's whole family, not to mention the entire village. After all, they are wild boar skins that are dehumanizing.
But here in the Han Dynasty, Li Yunze asked Ju Meng to give the old farmer some money as compensation.
The emperor of the Han family would naturally not embarrass the people of the Han family.
(End of chapter)
